Been around here a long damn time.
Thtough the night last night my youngest died in his sleep I pray it was wuick and peaceful. He was a beautiful young man who wanted to build wealth so he could give it to the homeless. He suffered trauma when he was sexually assaulted by a bunch of un-parented jealous suburban boys in his teens from Lampeter Strasburg.
My idiot ex-wife worked there and all our lives were secondary to her beliefs that all school teachers and administrators were perfect God like people infallible people. Ya, sure.
My youngest son suffered from PTSD...and schizo affective disorder.
I have spent the last 3 years with him travelling from Tn to Atlanta in an effort to see him experience the joy of life again. This trek was never a burden.
I also built a business to help him when I will be gone.
In the last 3 months he made a commitment to a regimen to get physically healthy because he wanted to date and have a family. The last 3 years were hell on earth but worth every second of the hell. Then after we spent such wonder time together the last weeks of his life planning and relaxing together in the present and future rather than reliving the torturous past over and over again he died of an anuerism or heart attack in the night last night.
Why am I posting this. He loved PSU unequivocally. I am going to sell the business I built for him and put the proceeds toward the left behind as per his wishes.
I will be back one more time to ask all the kind hearted people here to add anything you can to his hope for others.
Thank you for indulging me. God Bless PSU!
Thtough the night last night my youngest died in his sleep I pray it was wuick and peaceful. He was a beautiful young man who wanted to build wealth so he could give it to the homeless. He suffered trauma when he was sexually assaulted by a bunch of un-parented jealous suburban boys in his teens from Lampeter Strasburg.
My idiot ex-wife worked there and all our lives were secondary to her beliefs that all school teachers and administrators were perfect God like people infallible people. Ya, sure.
My youngest son suffered from PTSD...and schizo affective disorder.
I have spent the last 3 years with him travelling from Tn to Atlanta in an effort to see him experience the joy of life again. This trek was never a burden.
I also built a business to help him when I will be gone.
In the last 3 months he made a commitment to a regimen to get physically healthy because he wanted to date and have a family. The last 3 years were hell on earth but worth every second of the hell. Then after we spent such wonder time together the last weeks of his life planning and relaxing together in the present and future rather than reliving the torturous past over and over again he died of an anuerism or heart attack in the night last night.
Why am I posting this. He loved PSU unequivocally. I am going to sell the business I built for him and put the proceeds toward the left behind as per his wishes.
I will be back one more time to ask all the kind hearted people here to add anything you can to his hope for others.
Thank you for indulging me. God Bless PSU!
